名人诗歌|When You Love

When You Lovewhen you Love， or speak of it，

Make no serious matter on't，

'Twill make but subject for her wit

And gain her scorn in lieu of Grant.

Sneering^{1， whining2， dull Grimasses}

Pale the Appetite， they'd move

only Boys and formal Asses³

Thus are Ridicul'dby Love.

while you make Mystery

Of Your Love and awful flame；

Young and tender Hearts will fly，

Frighted at the very name；

Always brisk and gayly court，

Make Love your pleasure not your pain，

'Tis by wanton play and sport

Heedless Virgins^{4 you will gain.}